Date: Mon, 30 May 2005 21:13:24 -0600 From: Xavier Subject: Bathtime Surprise #4 This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his young son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under Xavier L. Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk. Bathtime Surprise #4 (#3 was accidentally named #4) by Xavier L Later that day we went swimming. We put on our swimming trunks without really thinking. I mean after what we had been doing, what's the point? But it was habit. I sat in the shallow end on the steps, sunk down to my chest and just relaxing while drinking a cold beer. Derek was busy entertaining himself by going down the water slide. After each trip down, he'd come out of the water, his body glistening with water as it ran down his smooth body. He'd look over at me wanting approval, and I'd smile and occasionally give him a thumbs up. It was a beautiful day, and I was very relaxed. The water moved me back and forth in its small current. The movements, along with watching my beautiful boy, caused my dick to stir. Having some type of 6th sense, Derek chose that moment to swim on over to me. He moved between my legs and wrapped his arms around me in a big hug. We kissed chastely. "You having fun son?" I asked, his smile infecting me. "Yes!! I LOVE swimming Daddy!" "I know you do!" I replied, laughing at his joy. He leaned into me, and without even thinking about it, I wrapped my arms around him and let my hands rest on his ass cheeks. We just held each other and enjoyed the moment while my hard cock pressed against his groin. I gently ran my left hand up and down his bare back. He snuggled closer into my chest. The heat was rising between us again. I held onto his back with my left hand as my right hand slid back around to his front and then carefully snaked up the leg of his trunks until I found his hard dick. As he moaned softly, he lifted his head up to look at me. I inclined my head forward and kissed him passionately, his small mouth opening immediately to admit my tongue. I continued massaging his nuts and cock as we kissed, my left hand now holding onto the back of his head as we explored each other's mouths. I broke our kiss. His eyelids were halfway shut as if in a trance. I whispered softly into his ear: "Derek, take off your trunks." Derek immediately complied, practically ripping his trunks off and tossing them behind him into the pool. He went to resume his position, but I stopped him. "Derek, now remove mine," I said. Derek got a wicked smile on his face and then tugged at my trunks. I lifted up so he could pull them off easier, my dick slapping forward as the trunks cleared my groin. He moved in between my legs again, this time one of his hands reaching down and stroking my shaft. I reached down and pulled his legs upward so that he was sitting more in my lap, his ass cheeks pressing down on my dick. "Derek, put it in your bottom son," I instructed. My son reached down and pulled my dick up to his hole and slowly began to sit backward. It took a little more effort with only water as lubrication, but finally I was past his tight hole and the head of my dick was slowly entering his hole. He was moaning loudly as my cock entered him. I pulled him to me again as we resumed our passionate kiss as he suck further down on my cock. I repositioned myself slightly so I could apply equal pressure of my own. My cock popped in, and I was able to meet Derek's pushing until my cock was firmly planted within his ass. He began rising up and down fucking himself on my rod. As he sat down, I thrust up, and we both picked up speed. As we fucked the water made sloshing sounds around us, and as I was almost bucking him, my hands firmly placed on his small, pale hips, it made slapping noises. I picked him up and twisted around so his back was now on the cement outside the pool. I was kneeling on the top step. I raised his legs high into the air, pulled him forward and entered him again, picking up the rhythm I had temporarily left off. My body was on fire as I continued to invade my son's hot ass, his eyes closed in ecstasy and his breathing rapid and shallow. His ass muscle tightened on my cock, and I shot my load. After I had drained my cock in his ass, I picked him back up and sat back down in the pool. He went to sit down, but I held him up. "Stand on the step son." Derek planted his feet on either side of me, his small, hard cock in perfect alignment with my mouth. I smiled, moved forward and took him into me, wrapping my mouth around his prick and his nuts. His hands clenched at my hair as he began to fuck my mouth. I grabbed a hold of his little cheeks as he began pumping my face wildly. It didn't take long before his body was shivering with his own orgasm. He practically collapsed into me, and we kissed deeply again. I combed his hair back with my fingers as we gazed into each other's eyes, smiling. I patted him on his bare rear and said it was time for lunch. We went into the house, leaving our trunks behind and enjoyed our lunch together. We watched a couple of DVDs together, still naked and cuddling together on the couch until it was time for him to go to bed. He went to his room after kissing me goodnight and headed for his room. I immediately felt an emptiness inside of me as I walked to my empty room. Standing at the doorway looking at my large bed, I pondered my relationship with my son. I turned around and went back to his room. "Derek, I have an idea." "Yes, Daddy?" "Why don't you come sleep with me? There's no reason we need to be in separate rooms." He sat straight up in bed rapidly, "Really?" Smiling at his enthusiasm, "Yeah, come on buddy." He ran past me, his naked butt brushing against my bare legs as he ran to my, our room. I got to our room, and he was lying across the bed on his belly, a big grin painted on his face. "Does this mean you're happy?" I asked jokingly. I walked over to him and tousled his hair. I hadn't noticed it, but his face was practically in my groin at this point. What brought it to my attention was when I felt Derek's lips wrap around my flaccid dick. I began to grow with his ministrations. "Damn son," I uttered as my cock became harder in his mouth. He ignored my comment and continued with single-minded purpose. His mouth went up and down the shaft of my cock. I gently grabbed a fistful of his hair as I urged him onward, my hips moving back and forth in my boy's warm mouth and throat. He made hungry noises as he worked on my cock, and that drove me wild. I began really fucking his mouth now. In the midst of my lust, I also wanted to pleasure him, so I pulled out. He looked up at me confused. "Roll over," I said. He rolled onto his back. I gently pulled him forward so his head was off the bed a bit. I straddled his head, his mouth immediately taking me in as I leaned over and began loving his dick with my tongue. His hands ran all over my ass cheeks as he continued blowing my cock. When his hands went to my nut sack and started playing with my balls, it pushed me over the edge, and I unloaded into his mouth. I continued working on his tiny cock until I felt his body shudder. After our mutual sucking, I lay down on the bed in my normal spot. He climbed on top of me, stretching his body out on top of mine, his head resting on my chest, our naked bodies sharing warmth. I pulled the covers up, turned the lamp off and kissed him on the top of the head. "Good night my little love," I said. "Good night Daddy. Love you," he replied. We fell asleep like that.